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Porthos

           "Andwhathasbecameofhim?"

           "Oh,Idon’tknow;hehadenough,andsetoffwithoutwaitingfortherest.Butyou,mydeard’Artagnan,whathashappenedtoyou?"

           "Sothatthisstrainoftheknee,"continuedd’Artagnan,"mydearPorthos,keepsyouinbed?"

           "MyGod,that’sall.Ishallbeaboutagaininafewdays."

           "WhydidyounothaveyourselfconveyedtoParis?Youmustbecruellyboredhere."

           "Thatwasmyintention;but,mydearfriend,Ihaveonethingtoconfesstoyou."

           "What’sthat?"

           "ItisthatasIwascruellybored,asyousay,andasIhadtheseventy-fivepistolesinmypocketwhichyouhaddistributedtome,inordertoamusemyselfIinvitedagentlemanwhowastravelingthiswaytowalkup,andproposedacastofdice.Heacceptedmychallenge,and,myfaith,myseventy-fivepistolespassedfrommypockettohis,withoutreckoningmyhorse,whichhewonintothebargain.Butyou,mydeard’Artagnan?"

           "Whatcanyouexpect,mydearPorthos;amanisnotprivilegedinallways,"saidd’Artagnan."Youknowtheproverb‘Unluckyatplay,luckyinlove.’Youaretoofortunateinyourloveforplaynottotakeitsrevenge.Whatconsequencecanthereversesoffortunebetoyou?Haveyounot,happyroguethatyouarehaveyounotyourduchess,whocannotfailtocometoyouraid?"

           "Well,yousee,mydeard’Artagnan,withwhatillluckIplay,"repliedPorthos,withthemostcarelessairintheworld.

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